#sanghwan

[marinacourage]

dongcheol: so I need two million won in cash to be enrolled into that sect

junghoon: haha good luck with that bro

dongcheol: /stares at sh/

sanghwan: /immediately gets money out of his ass/

junghoon: I'm so done with y'all honestly

[hobgin-blog]

head rush • hyuken, nc-17, 1130 words

in the dark, with the lights above the dj station shifting, all sanghyuk could see was the way the light caught on jaehwan’s eyelashes. they were pressed up close against the bar, their faces close enough that they were nearly brushing and sanghyuk recalled that the club had seemed loud when they walked in. it was barely a hum anymore. he could still feel the bass pumping through his chest, through his veins maybe, but it paled in comparison to the feeling of jaehwan’s sharp hip against his abdomen. the older man’s face was so close and sanghyuk could see the subtle curve of the bridge of his nose, the roundness of his lower lip, watching as his tongue slipped over it and his eyes flicked to the right. he could feel him, smell him even over the thick smell of the alcohol and smoke drifting through the air. it made him shiver in a way that he had stopped trying to pretend it didn’t a long time ago.

the song changed, a moment of relative silence, a dip in the atmosphere, a strange emptiness almost that hung heavy on the air. but it wasn’t empty or silent for sanghyuk. jaehwan’s fingers slipping up under his shirt just a little bit felt louder than the music ever had been. it hit him with a swift rush, roaring up through his chest and into his throat and his eyes fell shut as jaehwan leaned closer, their cheeks just barely brushing.

“he’s here.”

it was slipped in just before the music started up again, his voice soft and a little high with the nervousness that was making his fingers quiver against sanghyuk’s skin. it was hard to take, paired up with the brush of full lips against his ear, sending little tendrils of electricity through his body. his stomach twisted, jumped, at the thought of what they were doing, what jaehwan was about to do. and once again the terrible dj was drowned out by the feeling of their cheeks dragging together. sanghyuk couldn’t have told you what the song had been or if it had been fast or slow. it was lost, forgotten and reduced to nothing more than a lazy jumble of noises when jaehwan’s mouth was pressing kisses closer to his mouth.

it was agonizingly slow, making him feel like he was burning down into nothing at all as each press of those full lips was bringing their mouths closer together. then in sloppy suddenness they were kissing and sanghyuk forgot how to use his mouth. but it was wet, god it was wet and soft and jaehwan’s mouth was dreamy warm, lips parting as they learned to kiss each other.

if everything hadn’t been drowned out before, it was now, so distant and the last thing sanghyuk could waste his attention on. how could he waste any attention when jaehwan was kissing at his mouth all short and desperate and soft, his fingers sliding further up, sinking into his skin in a way that made sanghyuk tense up and chuckle into the older man’s mouth. he couldn’t waste any time that could be spent licking and sucking at jaehwan’s lower lip and slipping his hands lower, dangerously low on his back, so he could press him close, press him close so he could feel every inch of him.

his eyes kept slipping open between kisses, half blinded by the lights and vision fuzzy as their mouths moved. he’d catch the high point of jaehwan’s cheekbone, the fan of his eyelashes, the way his hair was shaved short close to his ears. then jaehwan’s tongue would push against his own, sending a thrill through his body, making a groan hum up through his throat and his eyes would fall shut once again. just this, this alone was hot heavy heat at the pit of his stomach, between his legs and jaehwan’s hips pushing against his own only made it worse.

“is h— … mmn is he still looking?”

the words were nearly lost, nearly lost in the song, nearly lost between their hungry mouths and sanghyuk wondered if they were lost entirely, if either of them cared about their meaning. it was hard to believe when jaehwan’s fingers were sinking into his abdomen still, but he paused, pulled back, panting and tried his best to oblige jaehwan, to look to see if his ex was anywhere within sight.

his hazy eyes, half lidded, searched the area, impatiently jumping from one half naked bouncing body to the next. he couldn’t even remember what taekwoon looked like when the feeling of jaehwan’s tongue pushing against his own was still fresh in his mind. “i don’t—“ he started, eyebrows furrowed together as he searched half heartedly but it trailed off in a shudder when jaehwan’s mouth, all soft and hot melted against his neck. his eyelids dipped, body swaying and he let his fingers sink into jaehwan’s ass as it happened.

“i don’t fucking care.” jaehwan finished his sentence for him when his lips got up close to his ear again and sanghyuk nodded, panting, heat overwhelming him. his fingertips were burning, burning to get under jaehwan’s clothes, burning to show him just how much he didn’t care, just how much he wanted jaehwan not to care either.

the music started up again loud, making the glasses on the bar behind them shake but sanghyuk was oblivious, panting into jaehwan’s mouth as jaehwan kissed him again, kissed him hard with fingers tugging at his shirt. his fingers sunk deeper into the plush curve of jaehwan’s ass and this was confirmation enough that neither of them cared at all.

later their ears rung, rung from the loud music in the club now that they were back in jaehwan’s room. but it mattered little when jaehwan was on his back, tugging sanghyuk down on top of him by his waistband. it didn’t matter when jaehwan’s fingers found their way around the base of his cock, making a shudder run through him, their foreheads resting together and sanghyuk’s arms shaking as he held himself up. taekwoon was the last thing on his mind as they kissed, slow and uneven and jaehwan touched him, needy little tugs of his wrist building heat and pressure under sanghyuk’s skin until he nearly wanted to sob.

but jaehwan brought him down, brought him down easy, panting against his mouth as he got him close enough and pulled him right over. he came hard, sweaty and shaking on top of him and sanghyuk could feel jaehwan’s smile against his mouth. it was big and wide and they could talk about this later, but for now all sanghyuk could do was share that smile, breathless and useless, nestled against jaehwan’s warm body.